Category Archives: baby boomers

Wisdom

You would think that Being seventy-five I would know things Have wise woman insights And discernment That I would not be subject to petty fears and confusion You would think that The specter of death just around the corner Would … Continue reading

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Credit Where Due

Sometimes when I hear Mothers say very seriously That their greatest achievement is their children I squirm inside In embarrassment for them After all I have children too Wonderful people, beautiful and kind and creative Smart and loving But children … Continue reading

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Amsterdam the Gathering: To Which I Was Not Invited

The 48th annual conference of the European Association for the Study of the Liver just finished.  It convened in Amsterdam and everyone was there, everyone that matters in the hepatitis world, the expert at University hospital, the doctor in charge … Continue reading

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She Sells C Shells by the C Shore

For the first time in three months I did not take my medication this morning.  I did not open my desk drawer, line up the pill bottles like fat white soldiers, little husky men, and one by one allocate and … Continue reading

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The Frozen C Within Us

I am starting my final week of treatment.  On Thursday I fly down to the hospital for graduation day, no cap and gown but a kind of ceremony, a blood rite between conspirators.  Thereafter, I will have to travel to … Continue reading

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I Would Do Anything For Love

My mother started getting better just when we became accustomed to her decline. Her feet healed, she hobbled into my car and we drove to the store to buy new sneakers, her first shoes since the accident, little by little … Continue reading

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Lessons About Death and Love-I Go to School

About my father after my mother came to Vermont-I am not sure that the bachelor life at 90 is much fun. Even if you think your life is full it is lonely making single sandwiches and tiny salads and going … Continue reading

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